The first release of my new project Rangefinder, ‘Night Ride’, is now available on cassette from Bun Tapes.

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You’re instantly moving at 130 kph, the long stretching highway thinning on the horizon, turning to dust in the past behind. There’s a permanent sunset, since the sun now spins horizontally. Shooting stars fall to the east, the closest to darkness we’ll see. The stadium lights of the city replicate the daylight, but from here, practically alone on the salt flats, there’s nothing but dry desert and evening light. Let everything stop, and then spin out of control. Tempos are dancing, the radio sings, and the lost days have past. We never thought the dreamers would win in the end, but we did.

Night Ride is the debut release of Bun Tapes, available in an unnumbered edition with a full color insert, white and transparent norelco case, and sun-orange imprinted cassettes.

Cassette available now in these shops:

Japan:  Bun Tapes  Meditations  Murmur Records

United Kingdom:  Norman Records

Digital: Rangefinder Bandcamp

Paging all Celer fans, paging all Celer fans, here is a new project from Will Long.

Based more along his love for synthy sequencing than the pastoral drift of his other noted group, the sound here is gently undulating pulsy synth work, very drifty and evocative but more in line with the kosmiche type sounds we regularly write about in these pages.

It sounds not unlike 70s scary synth soundtracks with undulating bloops underneath phasing keys. There is a nice sense of melody to some of the tracks with chord patterns shifting creating a quite melodic take on the genre.

On a very limited tape release.

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When we look at the current landscape of contemporary art we should be reminded of the words of Alexander Hamilton when he wrote, “I never expect a perfect work from an imperfect man.” We might take this to mean that there is a connection between the kind of standard we expect from ourselves as human beings and the kind of work we do in our personal lives. So it is with creative work. We live in an age of artistic production which relies heavily on distorting form so as to avoid accountability for intention: if form is abolished, artists seem to say, so too is the ability to recognize a common-denominator by which we might evaluate those who would sound the depths of our experience as people, and those who would simply play the part of master to reap the cultural rewards of that position. This rule is not the exception, but the norm: artists like Miranda July or James Franco specialize in not being able to be pinned down, so as to not reveal that in fact they are simply promoting themselves and are quite simply merely competent as artists — no more, no less.

By the standard of Alex Hamilton’s words on work, however, the record under review is a testament to both recent Japan expat Will Long’s established Celer and Japanese composer Takahiro Yorifuji’s Hakobune project. Vain Shapes and Intricate Parapets will appeal to listeners who seek out the more peaceful and honest strains of contemporary music, exploring as it does a simple musical theme that is both melancholy and unaffected. The droning chords here lack adornment, with two long pieces evolving through a striking and gorgeous use of harmony; the effect when listening is often like the effect of seeing elegantly cut marble. The two long songs here seem to recreate the way in which heartache spreads pain through the center of one’s chest and back. This is a form of emotional expression that few artists are able to achieve, and which is arrestingly done here (those familiar with Celer’s background will know that Long has dealt with far more than his share of sadness) — in fact one feels the emotion portrayed by the work in one’s body. How many artists attempt to replicate this feeling and do not succeed? The history of music is littered with the attempts of artists to do so in the most cringe-inducing ways. The rarity of a successful use of such expression shows this record to be a special one.

Among the weaker aspects of the album, however, lies a sort of harsh and compressed sound that diminishes the beauty of the instrumentation. The titles of the pieces, too, jar the reader with their wordiness, verging on the precious. Rows of three, four, and five-syllable words (“Merges of Hysterical Exhilaration,” “Complete Possession of Full Temerity,” etc.) seem less expressive, profound as the thought that directed them might be.

These are minor quibbles however: the exquisite design by Chemical Tapes — a photo of a sunset’s reflection burning on a lake – matches the music in both spareness and elegance, and spending a few tranquil hours with the release is something one should be grateful for. Contemporary music would be better off if there were more works of substance like this.

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La musique de Celer (Will Long) est toujours très paisible. Viewpoint est un morceau de 76 minutes divisé en 26 parties enchaînées (et présentées en une seule piste sur le CD). Électronique ambiante qui établit une atmosphère puis cherche presque à disparaître, régulière sans devenir monotone, avec juste assez de changement pour accompagner l’auditeur. On frôle la béatitude; pourtant tout cela tient à bien peu de choses. L’album le plus abouti de Celer à ce jour.La musique de Celer (Will Long) est toujours très paisible. Viewpoint est un morceau de 76 minutes divisé en 26 parties enchaînées (et présentées en une seule piste sur le CD). Électronique ambiante qui établit une atmosphère puis cherche presque à disparaître, régulière sans devenir monotone, avec juste assez de changement pour accompagner l’auditeur. On frôle la béatitude; pourtant tout cela tient à bien peu de choses. L’album le plus abouti de Celer à ce jour.

Celer’s music is always very calm. Viewpoint is a 76-minute piece in 26 segued parts (and presented as a single track on the CD). Ambient electronic music that sets a mood than tries to disappear behind it. Steady without getting boring, with just enough change to accompany the listener. It gets very close to bliss, yet it consists of very little. This is Celer’s most accomplished record to date.

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I’m about ready to formally declare that the title of Best Ambient Artist of the Decade should go to Will Long, who records under the name Celer. (For the first five years of its existence, Celer was actually a duo that also included Danielle Baquet-Long.) Long’s latest album consists of a single, 78-minute-long track putatively divided into 26 individually-titled “movements” — but the divisions between them are inaudible and undetectable. The music floats like a delicous mist in which simple chords undulate without progressing; once in a while the mood turns weird and foreboding, but then the sun comes out again and everything is peace and light. The great challenge for an ambient-music artist is to make music that is quiet and evocative without tipping over into New Age gloppiness; how Long does this is kind of a mystery, but he surely does.

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Celer is the one man ambient project from Will Long, who has continued on with making music and soundscapes four years after the death of his wife, who was one half of Celer. For this new project, Long went back to the period when Celer were a duo and created a remix EP for theBelsslsssll album.

Even if you are unfamiliar with Celer or what he does, if you are a fan of ambient, eletronica, drone, techno, or minimalism, you will definitely find something here to enjoy. The opening track is a remix done by Celer himself, called “Bells&Bell&Bel&Be&B&”. It consists of nothing but a one-note drone for seven minutes, although it does travel as the note develops and shrinks throughout. It reminded me of some of the drones that starts Goldie’s “Timeless”, or the synth guitar work of The Police’s Andy Summers that he used in the band’s “Secret Journey”. It is meditative and tranquil, and can easily take your mind to a different place if you concentrate enough. The remaining three songs are remixes by Portland producer/artist Chris Jones, who works under the name Yard. “Bells In A Yard (Yard Dub)” is very much in the dub realm with a deep and heavy bass platform, as what sounds like a male voice (or chorus) is slowed down and chopped, while an analog recording with a song in the distance is turned up periodically so one can hear the tape hiss become an instrument. The sequence repeats itself for awhile before something else is added, becoming a part of the loop until the song as a whole fades out. “Ringing In Our Ears (Yard Remix)” sounds like someone entering a shopping mall during the holiday season and hearing a mixture of Christmas bells, or maybe it’s an ice cream truck in the distance, while beats are dropped in a subtle manner. The alternative to this is the Ambient Mix of “Ringing In Our Ears”, where the beat is completely removed and all you hear are the bells and rings as is, or chopped, or stretched, or becoming anything that it was not. I now look forward to what Celer and Yard will offer next.

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Переслушав с большим удовольствием не один десяток альбомов «Celer», я, кажется, нашел среди них самый необычный, во время проигрывания которого я даже пару раз с удивлением брал digipack в руки, вертел его во все стороны, пытаясь понять, нет ли здесь ошибки. Вынул  диск – нет, все верно, это «Celer». На «Redness + Perplexity» представлены токийские сессии Уилла, сделанные им между ноябрем 2011 года и июнем 2012 в японской столице. Эти записи я бы назвал «затворническими» – ведь бывает так, что привыкший к напряженному ритму городской жизни человек окажется как-нибудь посреди рабочего дня один дома, но вместо заслуженного отдыха начинает испытывать дискомфорт, маяться бездельем. Возьмет книжку в руки, послушает музыку, попереключает каналы ТВ, с удивлением замечая, что время, обычно летевшее на сумасшедшей скорости, вдруг сильно замедлило свой бег, почти замерло.

В таком настроении Уилл рисует картины вечерней и ночной «маяты», в которой есть время и повод для творчества, порой спонтанного и хаотичного. В начале альбома накатывают привычно медленные (но непривычно темные) волны минималистического -эмбиента, поверх которых ложится напористый шум, заставляющий подумать о пикирующем самолете, который все никак не решить, падать ему или попытаться набрать высоту. Уже само по себе наличие таких шумных элементов делает звучание необычным. Когда экипаж самолета все-таки решает, что ему делать дальше и улетает, Лонг начинает искать на  AM-волнах что-нибудь интересное, но находит только трескучий шум, искажающий мелодии и ритмы японской эстрады. Тогда он включает телевизор – несколько минут в «Remaining Impassive, The Other Replied» мы слышим, как ведущая с большим сочувствием и пониманием выслушивает историю мужчины, за их голосами в тишине пианино тихо мелодии, которые хорошо подходят для сеансов психотерапии. Постепенно эти мелодии выходят на первый план, из них музыкант сплетает привычный для «Celer» узор, в котором звуки разливаются, размываются и, теряя память о своем «происхождении», тонут в дремотных озерах сна. Но эта манящая дрема сбрасывает свою пелену, когда мы слышим странный шум, похожий на то, что микрофон сунули в вазу для льда и стали им активно перемешивать холодные кубики.

Третий трек альбома: открыв лэптоп, автор находит хорошо всем известные по «участию» в тысячах хаус и чилаут  треках атмосферные пэды и начинает их трансформировать, замедляя и разворачивая, помещая их короткие кусочки в ловушки бесконечных петель. Эта тема не впервые возникает в творчестве «Celer», по последним релизам хорошо слышно, что Уилл испытывает к этим простым звукам неподдельный интерес, и это может стать неплохим развитием его творчества. А пока же он выходит на балкон с микрофоном и фиксирует чистый, не подвергающийся потом обработке шум большого города, сливающиеся чуть позднее с тревожным стрекотанием счетчика Гейгера – авария на Фукусиме, конечно же, не оставила музыканта равнодушным.

«Sharp Sequel» уже целиком состоит из пэдов, сотканный из них кокон плотно укутывает слушателя, огораживая его наконец-то от постороннего шума, эти мелодичные петли и ритмичные пульсации словно подготавливают к «A Less-Abrupt, Multi-Colored (But Faded) Ending», которую после всех этих неожиданных экспериментов можно смело «классической» работой, вышедшей под маркой «Celer». Сорок шесть минут (можно было выделить целый компакт и сделать сольной работой) чистого удовольствия от глубокого, никуда не спешащего эмбиента, палитра которого напоминает акварельные краски, смешанные с водой, образующие абстрактные и теплые пейзажи. Слушаешь это трек и видишь, как за крышами соседних домов, в переплетении антенн и проводов разгораются первые солнечные лучи. Бесподобная работа и превосходный образец жанра.

Для «Celer» это явная попытка доказать, что, несмотря на огромное количество релизов, история проекта не пребывает в стагнации и этой музыке есть куда развиваться, захватывая новые территории смежных жанров. Необычный релиз? Крайне необычный. Но очень интересный и долго не отпускающий.

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I’m not sure where to begin with this, but it’s likely best that I write as little about it as possible.  Some of what I write is speculation or perhaps flawed interpretation, but it doesn’t really matter since music listening and appreciation is often subjective.

Will Long’s (Celer’s) new album Viewpoint is simply gorgeous.

I have listened to Viewpoint while walking, reading, on the edge of sleep, awakening in rays of sunshine and listening as I am now on (what I consider to be) proper audio equipment, with sound filling my listening room.  There’s a commentary within the CD cover, and it’s a narrative of (as I see it) the beginnings of a love story, moments in time and place, captured and held in the collective memory of the two who shared it–the connections in words and sound.  It took me a few attempts to remain focused for the entirety of the album, but after re-reading the story and dreaming along with the music I was hooked, deeply.  There are moments when Viewpoint weaves and peregrinates throughout its twenty-six nearly invisible sections, and at times there are some darker moments (life’s unexpected times) and pleasant daydreams, but eventually it all becomes clear and things interlock and harmony prevails, as tightly as the paving stones that decorate the inner sleeve of the bi-folding CD jacket.

Hold fast to the memories, don’t let them go…

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Vain Shapes and Intricate Parapets, or HOT-2 (2,5-dimethoxy-4-ethylthio-N-hydroxyphenethylamine), finds Chemical Rob matchmaking Celer and Hakobune, two of the most prolific and precious audio-spatial fragrance purveyors renowned for the emotional resonance of their drone and space musicking, for a marriage made in ambient heaven. Will Long and Takahiro Yorifuji are conjoined on a 2-track tape designated ‘for deep thought, reflection and longing.’ As drones go, and these are some of the most studiedly gone, Hakobune’s “Merges Of Hysterical Exhilaration” is all weightless low-mid range silken and gentle consonance with slight variations in harmonic turn and texture throughout. Celer’s “Complete Possession Of Full Temerity” reveals more timbral diversity, going from restraint to a fibrillant rapture of metals, while sustaining a serene mien. From measured low to high-mid frequencies, it gets (us) high later on, even flirting with an unwonted asperity of near-feedback resonances, increasingly engulfing, tonal shifts subtle yet effective, dissolving towards fade-out in light and luminous vapours. The two side-long pieces elide seamlessly, inbetweens dissolving, celestial-inclined dreamscenes of melodic abstraction solicitously sculpted a less weary world away from the software (worn) solutions of all too many New Now Voyagers of Ambient.

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